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1935 Dutch Schultz and associates were fatally shot at The Chophouse in Newark, New Jersey. From the article:
"Dutch Schultz
(1902–1935)
Gangster Dutch Schultz built up a criminal network that included bootlegging, illegal gambling and murder. His biggest enemies were Legs Diamond and the IRS.
Who Was Dutch Schultz?
Dutch Schultz was born Arthur Flegenheimer on August 6, 1902, in the Bronx borough of New York City. After his father left the family, Schultz turned to burglary, then bootlegging. Soon he expanded into illegal gambling, clashing with rival gangsters Legs Diamond and Vincent Coll. In the 1930s he was targeted by both the IRS and special prosecutor Thomas E. Dewey. Schultz was killed by members of the notorious hit squad "Murder, Inc." in 1935.
Dutch Schultz's Last Words
As he lay dying from bullet wounds on a hospital bed, Schultz uttered strange thoughts that were incomprehensible to the police who were hoping to get information from him. Some of Schultz's last words were:
- “A boy has never wept…nor dashed a thousand kin.”
- “You can play jacks, and girls do that with a soft ball and do tricks with it.”
- “Oh, Oh, dog Biscuit, and when he is happy he doesn’t get snappy.”
Treasure
Afraid of being sent to jail by Prosecutor Dewey, Schultz had a special safe constructed and used it to hide cash and bonds worth $7 million. He and his bodyguard hid the safe in a secret location in upstate New York, but when the two were murdered, they took to the grave the knowledge of where the treasure was. To this day, it's never been recovered.
Bootlegging Empire
In the 1920s, Schultz became involved in bootlegging during the Prohibition and became associated with the likes of gangsters Lucky Luciano and Legs Diamond. Schultz eventually bought a partnership in an illegal saloon. Ruthless and determined, Schultz formed a gang with friend and fellow criminal Joey Noe, and they built an illegal business selling beer in New York, intimidating rival saloons into buying from them. Schultz even went as far as kidnapping and torturing a man who refused to buy their booze. The group soon expanded its operations from the Bronx into Manhattan, but this led to a territorial conflict with Legs Diamond. In October 1928, Noe was shot and killed by members of Diamond's gang. Schultz is believed to have ordered the killing of Diamond's associate Arnold Rothstein in retaliation, and Diamond himself met a bitter end in 1931, reportedly at the hands of one of Schultz's thugs.
In his quest for power and wealth, Schultz clashed with other gangsters as well, including former associate Vincent Coll. During the 1930s, the two were embroiled in a vicious gang war, which led a number of men dead in both camps. The conflict lasted until Coll was killed — reportedly by members of Schultz's gang — in February 1932.
Multiple Indictments
Around this time, Schultz continued to grow his illicit enterprises, adding illegal gambling to his portfolio of profitable crimes. His gang operated slot machines and ran a policy racket, which was like a type of lottery. But Schultz was increasingly attracting the attention of the authorities and was indicted on a tax charge in 1933. He spent months hiding out before surrendering in November 1934. The following year, Schultz was tried twice for income tax evasion. The first case ended with a hung jury, and he was acquitted in the second one. But all of his time on trial had affected his business.
The authorities weren't finished with him yet, especially New York special prosecutor Thomas E. Dewey. He wanted to prosecute Schultz for his illegal policy business, but before that could happen Schultz was indicated on federal tax charges in October 1935. Still, Schultz blamed Dewey for his legal woes and started to plan to get rid of his nemesis. But allegedly his talk of killing a public figure made some of his fellow gangsters nervous, and they ordered a hit on Schultz instead, hiring members of the mob hit squad "Murder, Inc." to carry out the job.
Violent Death
On the night of October 23, 1935, Schultz and four of his associates were shot at a restaurant in Newark, New Jersey. A brutal man believed to have been responsible for the deaths of many others at his hand or by his order — Schultz died the next day. Shortly before his death, he gave a rambling statement to the authorities, but he never named his killer.
Early Life
Infamous gangster, bootlegger and murderer Dutch Schultz was born Arthur Flegenheimer on August 6, 1902, in the Bronx section of New York City. During his relatively brief life, Dutch Schultz became a powerful figure in the New York crime world, earning the nicknames "Beer Baron of the Bronx" and "The Dutchman." The son of Jewish immigrants from Germany, he grew up in the slums of the Bronx. His father abandoned the family when Schultz was in his early teens, and soon after, Schultz left school and started working odd jobs.
But Schultz soon discovered that crime was more lucrative than a day job. At the age of 17 he was arrested for burglary and served 17 months in prison for the crime — the only prison sentence he would ever serve. After his release, Schultz returned to the streets and his gang of thugs. His associates gave him the nickname "Dutch Schultz," after a local gangster who was known for his violent, brutal ways."
"Dutch Schultz
(1902–1935)
Gangster Dutch Schultz built up a criminal network that included bootlegging, illegal gambling and murder. His biggest enemies were Legs Diamond and the IRS.
Who Was Dutch Schultz?
Dutch Schultz was born Arthur Flegenheimer on August 6, 1902, in the Bronx borough of New York City. After his father left the family, Schultz turned to burglary, then bootlegging. Soon he expanded into illegal gambling, clashing with rival gangsters Legs Diamond and Vincent Coll. In the 1930s he was targeted by both the IRS and special prosecutor Thomas E. Dewey. Schultz was killed by members of the notorious hit squad "Murder, Inc." in 1935.
Dutch Schultz's Last Words
As he lay dying from bullet wounds on a hospital bed, Schultz uttered strange thoughts that were incomprehensible to the police who were hoping to get information from him. Some of Schultz's last words were:
- “A boy has never wept…nor dashed a thousand kin.”
- “You can play jacks, and girls do that with a soft ball and do tricks with it.”
- “Oh, Oh, dog Biscuit, and when he is happy he doesn’t get snappy.”
Treasure
Afraid of being sent to jail by Prosecutor Dewey, Schultz had a special safe constructed and used it to hide cash and bonds worth $7 million. He and his bodyguard hid the safe in a secret location in upstate New York, but when the two were murdered, they took to the grave the knowledge of where the treasure was. To this day, it's never been recovered.
Bootlegging Empire
In the 1920s, Schultz became involved in bootlegging during the Prohibition and became associated with the likes of gangsters Lucky Luciano and Legs Diamond. Schultz eventually bought a partnership in an illegal saloon. Ruthless and determined, Schultz formed a gang with friend and fellow criminal Joey Noe, and they built an illegal business selling beer in New York, intimidating rival saloons into buying from them. Schultz even went as far as kidnapping and torturing a man who refused to buy their booze. The group soon expanded its operations from the Bronx into Manhattan, but this led to a territorial conflict with Legs Diamond. In October 1928, Noe was shot and killed by members of Diamond's gang. Schultz is believed to have ordered the killing of Diamond's associate Arnold Rothstein in retaliation, and Diamond himself met a bitter end in 1931, reportedly at the hands of one of Schultz's thugs.
In his quest for power and wealth, Schultz clashed with other gangsters as well, including former associate Vincent Coll. During the 1930s, the two were embroiled in a vicious gang war, which led a number of men dead in both camps. The conflict lasted until Coll was killed — reportedly by members of Schultz's gang — in February 1932.
Multiple Indictments
Around this time, Schultz continued to grow his illicit enterprises, adding illegal gambling to his portfolio of profitable crimes. His gang operated slot machines and ran a policy racket, which was like a type of lottery. But Schultz was increasingly attracting the attention of the authorities and was indicted on a tax charge in 1933. He spent months hiding out before surrendering in November 1934. The following year, Schultz was tried twice for income tax evasion. The first case ended with a hung jury, and he was acquitted in the second one. But all of his time on trial had affected his business.
The authorities weren't finished with him yet, especially New York special prosecutor Thomas E. Dewey. He wanted to prosecute Schultz for his illegal policy business, but before that could happen Schultz was indicated on federal tax charges in October 1935. Still, Schultz blamed Dewey for his legal woes and started to plan to get rid of his nemesis. But allegedly his talk of killing a public figure made some of his fellow gangsters nervous, and they ordered a hit on Schultz instead, hiring members of the mob hit squad "Murder, Inc." to carry out the job.
Violent Death
On the night of October 23, 1935, Schultz and four of his associates were shot at a restaurant in Newark, New Jersey. A brutal man believed to have been responsible for the deaths of many others at his hand or by his order — Schultz died the next day. Shortly before his death, he gave a rambling statement to the authorities, but he never named his killer.
Early Life
Infamous gangster, bootlegger and murderer Dutch Schultz was born Arthur Flegenheimer on August 6, 1902, in the Bronx section of New York City. During his relatively brief life, Dutch Schultz became a powerful figure in the New York crime world, earning the nicknames "Beer Baron of the Bronx" and "The Dutchman." The son of Jewish immigrants from Germany, he grew up in the slums of the Bronx. His father abandoned the family when Schultz was in his early teens, and soon after, Schultz left school and started working odd jobs.
But Schultz soon discovered that crime was more lucrative than a day job. At the age of 17 he was arrested for burglary and served 17 months in prison for the crime — the only prison sentence he would ever serve. After his release, Schultz returned to the streets and his gang of thugs. His associates gave him the nickname "Dutch Schultz," after a local gangster who was known for his violent, brutal ways."
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"Dutch Schultz - Gangster
Dutch Schultz was one the most brutal gangsters to have emerged from NYC during the prohibition era and was eventually assassinated by his own colleagues
Born: August 6, 1902 - NYC, New York
Died: October 24, 1935 - Newark, New Jersey
Dutch Schultz, a.k.a. The Dutchman, was born Arthur Flegenheimer to a German Jewish family in the Bronx. His father was a saloonkeeper who abandoned the family at 14, never to be heard from again.
Soon after his father's departure, Schultz left school, purportedly to support his mother. He began to hang out with low level neighborhood mobsters and was soon robbing craps games. Later he graduated to burglaries, and at 17, after being caught breaking into apartment, was sent to prison on Blackwell's Island (Roosevelt Island). He was an incorrigible inmate and transferred frequently throughout the institution. He served 17 months, which despite his lengthy criminal career, was to be his only prison sentence.
Upon his release he was given his nickname by friends who named him after an earlier gangster named Dutch Schultz, who was especially known for his brutality.
In the early 1920s, during prohibition, Shultz drove alcohol trucks for the first modern gangster, Arnold Rothstein (the man who it is said fixed the 1919 World Series), and became acquainted with up and coming gangsters such as Charles "Lucky" Luciano, Meyer Lansky and Benjamin "Bugsy" Siegel, who were just making their way up the criminal food chain.
By the late 1920s, Shultz began his own bootlegging business and became a supplier of speakeasies throughout New York. The speakeasies were forced to buy alcohol from the ruthless and brutal Schultz. But, Schultz dealt with his competitors even more harshly. One such story involved a liquor turf battle with an unlucky man named John Rock who dared to stand up to Shultz. As a result, Rock was kidnapped and hung by his thumbs on a meat hook by Shultz and his companions who smeared his eyes with Gonorrhea infected gauze causing him to go blind.
During these years he built up a vast criminal empire and went to war with such mob luminaries as Legs Diamond and Vincent "Mad Dog" Coll, who were killed in 1931 and 1932 respectively at the hands of Schultz's henchmen. After prohibition, with the assistance of associates such as accounting whiz, Otto "Abbadabba" Berman, Schultz muscled in on the Harlem numbers rackets where he reportedly was making millions of dollars a year. He also continued to extort money from local unions and was involved in other gambling operations such as slot machines and fixing odds at racetracks.
He became a serious target for prosecution starting in 1933 when he was indicted for tax evasion. He remained in hiding until 1934, when he surrendered after being named Public Enemy #1 by J. Edgar Hoover. He was tried twice: When the first jury hung (quite possibly owing to jury tampering), his trial was declared a mistrial. When the second trial was moved to the small town of Malone, New York. Schultz and his associates came to the town several weeks prior to the proceedings and implemented a public relations blitz. Shultz bought dinners and drinks for the local townsfolk, donated to local charities and fundraisers, and even took in a baseball game with the town mayor. Doing so, he made himself a local hero, and convinced the entire town that he was an honest citizen being persecuted by the government. He was acquitted by the jury of all charges.
An Angry Dutch Schultz
When he returned to NYC and found that U.S. Attorney Thomas Dewey was preparing further charges against him, he went in front of The Commission, the newly created ruling body of national organized crime, whose roster at the time included Albert Anastasia, Lucky Luciano and Lepke Buchalter, and pleaded with the group to have Dewey assassinated. The Commission ruled against him, justly feeling that having Dewey killed would bring far too much heat upon their criminal enterprises.
Schultz broke from the authority of The Commission and threatened to personally kill Dewey. The Commission ordered Schultz's execution, and The Commission's hit squad, dubbed Murder Inc., were called up to complete it. At 10:15 pm on October 23, 1935, Dutch Schultz along with his associates, Otto Berman, Abe Landau, and bodyguard, Bernard "Lulu" Rosencrantz, was ambushed in the Palace Chophouse in Newark, New Jersey. Charlie "The Bug" Workman and Emmanuel Mendy Weiss, two ranking members of Murder Inc., were sent to complete the assassination.
Although all of the targets eventually died from their wounds, Schultz survived long enough to deliver an infamous, 106-degree fever induced, soliloquy, which to this day is still analyzed.
These are the last words of Dutch Schultz. The questioner is Sergeant Luke Conlon of the Newark Police Department:
SCHULTZ: Has it been in any other papers? George, don't make no full moves. What have you done with him? Oh, mama, mama, mama. Oh stop it, stop it; eh, oh, oh. Sure, sure, mama.
Now listen, Phil, fun is fun. Ah please, papa. What happened to the sixteen? Oh, oh, he done it, please. John, please, oh, did you buy the hotel? You promised a million sure. Get out. I wished I knew.
Please make it quick, fast and furious. Please. Fast and furious. Please help me get out; I am getting my wind back, thank God. Please, please, oh please. You will have to please tell him, you got no case.
You get ahead with the dot dash system didn't I speak that time last night. Whose number is that in your pocket book, Phi1 13780. Who was it? Oh- please, please. Reserve decision. Police, police, Henry and Frankie. Oh, oh, dog biscuits and when he is happy he doesn't get happy please, please to do this. Then Henry, Henry, Frankie you didn't even meet me. The glove will fit what I say oh, Kayiyi, oh Kayiyi. Sure who cares when you are through? How do you know this? How do you know this? Well, then oh, Cocoa know thinks he is a grandpa again. He is jumping around. No Hobo and Poboe I think he means the same thing.
Q. Who shot you?
A.- The boss himself.
Q.- He did?
A.- Yes, I don't know.
Q.- What did he shoot you for?
A.- I showed him boss; did you hear him meet me? An appointment. Appeal stuck. All right, mother.
Q.- Was it the boss shot you?
A.- Who shot me? No one.
Q.- We will help you.
A.- Will you help me up? O.K. I won't be such a big creep. Oh, mama. I can't go through with it, please. Oh, and then he clips me; come on. Cut that out, we don't owe a nickel; hold it; instead, hold it against him; I am a pretty good pretzler -Winifred- Department of Justice. I even got it from the department. Sir, please stop it. Say listen the last night!
(Statement by Sergeant Conlon) - Don't holler.
Dutch Schultz, 5 Pals Shot
Dutch Schultz, 5 Pals Shot
A.- I don't want to holler.
Q.- What did they shoot you for?
A.- I don't know, sir. Honestly I don't. I don't even know who was with me, honestly. I was in the toilet and when I reached the -the boy came at me.
Q.- The big fellow gave it to you?
A.- Yes, he gave it to me.
Q.- Do you know who this big fellow was?
A.- No. If he wanted to break the ring no, please I get a month. They did it. Come on. (A name, not clear) cut me off and says you are not to be the beneficiary of this will. Is that right? I will be checked and double-checked and please pull for me. Will you pull? How many good ones and how many bad ones? Please I had nothing with him he was a cowboy in one of the seven days a week fight. No business; no hangout; no friends; nothing; just what you pick up and what you need. I don't know who shot me. Don't put anyone near this check~ you might have -please do it for me. Let me get up. heh? In the olden days they waited and they waited. Please give me a shot. It is from the factory. Sure, that is a bad. Well, oh good ahead that happens for trying. I don't want harmony. I want harmony. Oh, mamma, mamma! Who give it to him? Who give it to him? Let me in the district -fire-factory that he was nowhere near. It smoldered No, no. There are only ten of us and there ten million fighting somewhere of you, so get your onions up and we will throw up the truce flag. Oh, please let me up. Please shift me. Police are here. Communistic...strike...baloney...honestly this is a habit I get; sometimes I give it and sometimes I don't. Oh, I am all in. That settles it. Are you sure? Please let me get in and eat. Let him harass himself to you and then bother you. Please don't ask me to go there. I don't want to. I still don't want him in the path. It is no use to stage a riot. The sidewalk was in trouble and the bears were in trouble and I broke it up. Please put me in that room. Please keep him in control. My gilt edged stuff and those dirty rats have tuned in. Please mother, don't tear, don't rip; that is something that shouldn't be spoken about. Please get me up, my friends. Please, look out. The shooting is a bit wild, and that kind of shooting saved a man's life. No payrolls. No wells. No coupons. That would be entirely out. Pardon me, I forgot I am plaintiff and not defendant. Look out. Look out for him. Please. He owed me money; he owes everyone money. Why can't he just pullout and give me control? Please, mother, you pick me up now. Please, you know me. No. Don't you scare me. My friends and I think I do a better job. Police are looking for you allover. Be instrumental in letting us know. They are English-men and they are a type I don't know who is best, they or us. Oh, sir, get the doll a roofing. You can play jacks and girls do that with a soft ball and do tricks with it. I take all events into consideration. No. No. And it is no. It is confused and its says no. A boy has never wept nor dashed a thousand kim. Did you hear me?
Q. (By Detective) - Who shot you?
A.- I don't know.
Q.- How many shots were fired?
A.- I don't know.
Q.- How many?
A.- Two thousand. Come on, get some money in that treasury. We need it. Come on, please get it. I can't tell you to. That is not what you have in the book. Oh, please warden. What am I going to do for money? Please put me up on my feet at once. You are a hard boiled man. Did you hear me? I would hear it, the Circuit Court would hear it, and the Supreme Court might hear it. If that ain't the pay-off. Please crack down on the Chinaman's friends and Hitler's commander. I am sore and I am going up and I am going to give you honey if I can. Mother is the best bet and don't let Satan draw you too fast.
Q. (By Detective) - What did the big fellow shoot you for?
A.- Him? John? Over a million, five million dollars.
Q.- You want to get well, don't you?
A.- Yes.
Q.- Then lie quiet.
A.- Yes, I will lie quiet.
Q.- John shot and we will take care of John.
A.- That is what caused the trouble. Look out. Please let me up. If you do this, you can go on and jump right here in the lake. I know who they are. They are French people. All right. Look out, look out. Oh, my memory is gone. A work relief police. Who gets it? I don't know and I don't want to know, but look out. It can be traced. He changed for the worse. Please look out; my fortunes have changed and come back and went back since that. It was desperate. I am wobbly. You ain't got nothing on him but you got it on his helper.
Q. (By detective ) - Control yourself.
A.- But I am dying.
(Statement by detective) - No, you are not.
A.- Come on, mama. All right, dear, you have to get it.
At this point, Schultz's wife, Frances, was brought to his bedside. She spoke.
(Statement by Mrs. Schultz) - This is Frances.
Schultz began to talk again, saying:
Then pull me out. I am half crazy. They won't let me get up. They dyed my shoes. Open those shoes. Give me something. I am so sick. Give me some water, the only thing that I want. Open this up and break it so I can touch you. Danny, please get me in the car.
At this point Mrs. Schultz left the room.
(Sergeant Conlon questioned Schultz again) - Who shot you?
A.- I don't know. I didn't even get a look. I don't know who can have done it. Anybody. Kindly take my shoes off. (He was told that they were off.) No. There is a handcuff on them. The Baron says these things. I know what I am doing here with my collection of papers. It isn't worth a nickel to two guys like you or me but to a collector it is worth a fortune. It is priceless. I am going to turn it over to... Turn you back to me, please Henry. I am so sick now. The police are getting many complaints. Look out. I want that G-note. Look out for Jimmy Valentine for he is an old pal of mine. Come on, come on, Jim. Ok, ok, I am all through. Can't do another thing. Look out mamma, look out for her. You can't beat him. Police, mamma, Helen, mother, please take me out. I will settle the indictment. Come on, open the soap duckets. The chimney sweeps. Talk to the sword. Shut up, you got a big mouth! Please help me up, Henry. Max, come over here. French-Canadian bean soup. I want to pay. Let them leave me alone."
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Jewish Gangsters | Dutch Schultz, Herbie Sperling, The Purple Gang
Through hard work, intelligence, and talent, Jewish Americans pulled themselves out of the worst slums in America and up to the top of.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=58RApZUOkd8
Images:
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2. Angry Dutch Schultz.
3. Dutch Schultz dead.
Background from j-grit.com/criminals-dutch-schultz.php
"Dutch Schultz - Gangster
Dutch Schultz was one the most brutal gangsters to have emerged from NYC during the prohibition era and was eventually assassinated by his own colleagues
Born: August 6, 1902 - NYC, New York
Died: October 24, 1935 - Newark, New Jersey
Dutch Schultz, a.k.a. The Dutchman, was born Arthur Flegenheimer to a German Jewish family in the Bronx. His father was a saloonkeeper who abandoned the family at 14, never to be heard from again.
Soon after his father's departure, Schultz left school, purportedly to support his mother. He began to hang out with low level neighborhood mobsters and was soon robbing craps games. Later he graduated to burglaries, and at 17, after being caught breaking into apartment, was sent to prison on Blackwell's Island (Roosevelt Island). He was an incorrigible inmate and transferred frequently throughout the institution. He served 17 months, which despite his lengthy criminal career, was to be his only prison sentence.
Upon his release he was given his nickname by friends who named him after an earlier gangster named Dutch Schultz, who was especially known for his brutality.
In the early 1920s, during prohibition, Shultz drove alcohol trucks for the first modern gangster, Arnold Rothstein (the man who it is said fixed the 1919 World Series), and became acquainted with up and coming gangsters such as Charles "Lucky" Luciano, Meyer Lansky and Benjamin "Bugsy" Siegel, who were just making their way up the criminal food chain.
By the late 1920s, Shultz began his own bootlegging business and became a supplier of speakeasies throughout New York. The speakeasies were forced to buy alcohol from the ruthless and brutal Schultz. But, Schultz dealt with his competitors even more harshly. One such story involved a liquor turf battle with an unlucky man named John Rock who dared to stand up to Shultz. As a result, Rock was kidnapped and hung by his thumbs on a meat hook by Shultz and his companions who smeared his eyes with Gonorrhea infected gauze causing him to go blind.
During these years he built up a vast criminal empire and went to war with such mob luminaries as Legs Diamond and Vincent "Mad Dog" Coll, who were killed in 1931 and 1932 respectively at the hands of Schultz's henchmen. After prohibition, with the assistance of associates such as accounting whiz, Otto "Abbadabba" Berman, Schultz muscled in on the Harlem numbers rackets where he reportedly was making millions of dollars a year. He also continued to extort money from local unions and was involved in other gambling operations such as slot machines and fixing odds at racetracks.
He became a serious target for prosecution starting in 1933 when he was indicted for tax evasion. He remained in hiding until 1934, when he surrendered after being named Public Enemy #1 by J. Edgar Hoover. He was tried twice: When the first jury hung (quite possibly owing to jury tampering), his trial was declared a mistrial. When the second trial was moved to the small town of Malone, New York. Schultz and his associates came to the town several weeks prior to the proceedings and implemented a public relations blitz. Shultz bought dinners and drinks for the local townsfolk, donated to local charities and fundraisers, and even took in a baseball game with the town mayor. Doing so, he made himself a local hero, and convinced the entire town that he was an honest citizen being persecuted by the government. He was acquitted by the jury of all charges.
An Angry Dutch Schultz
When he returned to NYC and found that U.S. Attorney Thomas Dewey was preparing further charges against him, he went in front of The Commission, the newly created ruling body of national organized crime, whose roster at the time included Albert Anastasia, Lucky Luciano and Lepke Buchalter, and pleaded with the group to have Dewey assassinated. The Commission ruled against him, justly feeling that having Dewey killed would bring far too much heat upon their criminal enterprises.
Schultz broke from the authority of The Commission and threatened to personally kill Dewey. The Commission ordered Schultz's execution, and The Commission's hit squad, dubbed Murder Inc., were called up to complete it. At 10:15 pm on October 23, 1935, Dutch Schultz along with his associates, Otto Berman, Abe Landau, and bodyguard, Bernard "Lulu" Rosencrantz, was ambushed in the Palace Chophouse in Newark, New Jersey. Charlie "The Bug" Workman and Emmanuel Mendy Weiss, two ranking members of Murder Inc., were sent to complete the assassination.
Although all of the targets eventually died from their wounds, Schultz survived long enough to deliver an infamous, 106-degree fever induced, soliloquy, which to this day is still analyzed.
These are the last words of Dutch Schultz. The questioner is Sergeant Luke Conlon of the Newark Police Department:
SCHULTZ: Has it been in any other papers? George, don't make no full moves. What have you done with him? Oh, mama, mama, mama. Oh stop it, stop it; eh, oh, oh. Sure, sure, mama.
Now listen, Phil, fun is fun. Ah please, papa. What happened to the sixteen? Oh, oh, he done it, please. John, please, oh, did you buy the hotel? You promised a million sure. Get out. I wished I knew.
Please make it quick, fast and furious. Please. Fast and furious. Please help me get out; I am getting my wind back, thank God. Please, please, oh please. You will have to please tell him, you got no case.
You get ahead with the dot dash system didn't I speak that time last night. Whose number is that in your pocket book, Phi1 13780. Who was it? Oh- please, please. Reserve decision. Police, police, Henry and Frankie. Oh, oh, dog biscuits and when he is happy he doesn't get happy please, please to do this. Then Henry, Henry, Frankie you didn't even meet me. The glove will fit what I say oh, Kayiyi, oh Kayiyi. Sure who cares when you are through? How do you know this? How do you know this? Well, then oh, Cocoa know thinks he is a grandpa again. He is jumping around. No Hobo and Poboe I think he means the same thing.
Q. Who shot you?
A.- The boss himself.
Q.- He did?
A.- Yes, I don't know.
Q.- What did he shoot you for?
A.- I showed him boss; did you hear him meet me? An appointment. Appeal stuck. All right, mother.
Q.- Was it the boss shot you?
A.- Who shot me? No one.
Q.- We will help you.
A.- Will you help me up? O.K. I won't be such a big creep. Oh, mama. I can't go through with it, please. Oh, and then he clips me; come on. Cut that out, we don't owe a nickel; hold it; instead, hold it against him; I am a pretty good pretzler -Winifred- Department of Justice. I even got it from the department. Sir, please stop it. Say listen the last night!
(Statement by Sergeant Conlon) - Don't holler.
Dutch Schultz, 5 Pals Shot
Dutch Schultz, 5 Pals Shot
A.- I don't want to holler.
Q.- What did they shoot you for?
A.- I don't know, sir. Honestly I don't. I don't even know who was with me, honestly. I was in the toilet and when I reached the -the boy came at me.
Q.- The big fellow gave it to you?
A.- Yes, he gave it to me.
Q.- Do you know who this big fellow was?
A.- No. If he wanted to break the ring no, please I get a month. They did it. Come on. (A name, not clear) cut me off and says you are not to be the beneficiary of this will. Is that right? I will be checked and double-checked and please pull for me. Will you pull? How many good ones and how many bad ones? Please I had nothing with him he was a cowboy in one of the seven days a week fight. No business; no hangout; no friends; nothing; just what you pick up and what you need. I don't know who shot me. Don't put anyone near this check~ you might have -please do it for me. Let me get up. heh? In the olden days they waited and they waited. Please give me a shot. It is from the factory. Sure, that is a bad. Well, oh good ahead that happens for trying. I don't want harmony. I want harmony. Oh, mamma, mamma! Who give it to him? Who give it to him? Let me in the district -fire-factory that he was nowhere near. It smoldered No, no. There are only ten of us and there ten million fighting somewhere of you, so get your onions up and we will throw up the truce flag. Oh, please let me up. Please shift me. Police are here. Communistic...strike...baloney...honestly this is a habit I get; sometimes I give it and sometimes I don't. Oh, I am all in. That settles it. Are you sure? Please let me get in and eat. Let him harass himself to you and then bother you. Please don't ask me to go there. I don't want to. I still don't want him in the path. It is no use to stage a riot. The sidewalk was in trouble and the bears were in trouble and I broke it up. Please put me in that room. Please keep him in control. My gilt edged stuff and those dirty rats have tuned in. Please mother, don't tear, don't rip; that is something that shouldn't be spoken about. Please get me up, my friends. Please, look out. The shooting is a bit wild, and that kind of shooting saved a man's life. No payrolls. No wells. No coupons. That would be entirely out. Pardon me, I forgot I am plaintiff and not defendant. Look out. Look out for him. Please. He owed me money; he owes everyone money. Why can't he just pullout and give me control? Please, mother, you pick me up now. Please, you know me. No. Don't you scare me. My friends and I think I do a better job. Police are looking for you allover. Be instrumental in letting us know. They are English-men and they are a type I don't know who is best, they or us. Oh, sir, get the doll a roofing. You can play jacks and girls do that with a soft ball and do tricks with it. I take all events into consideration. No. No. And it is no. It is confused and its says no. A boy has never wept nor dashed a thousand kim. Did you hear me?
Q. (By Detective) - Who shot you?
A.- I don't know.
Q.- How many shots were fired?
A.- I don't know.
Q.- How many?
A.- Two thousand. Come on, get some money in that treasury. We need it. Come on, please get it. I can't tell you to. That is not what you have in the book. Oh, please warden. What am I going to do for money? Please put me up on my feet at once. You are a hard boiled man. Did you hear me? I would hear it, the Circuit Court would hear it, and the Supreme Court might hear it. If that ain't the pay-off. Please crack down on the Chinaman's friends and Hitler's commander. I am sore and I am going up and I am going to give you honey if I can. Mother is the best bet and don't let Satan draw you too fast.
Q. (By Detective) - What did the big fellow shoot you for?
A.- Him? John? Over a million, five million dollars.
Q.- You want to get well, don't you?
A.- Yes.
Q.- Then lie quiet.
A.- Yes, I will lie quiet.
Q.- John shot and we will take care of John.
A.- That is what caused the trouble. Look out. Please let me up. If you do this, you can go on and jump right here in the lake. I know who they are. They are French people. All right. Look out, look out. Oh, my memory is gone. A work relief police. Who gets it? I don't know and I don't want to know, but look out. It can be traced. He changed for the worse. Please look out; my fortunes have changed and come back and went back since that. It was desperate. I am wobbly. You ain't got nothing on him but you got it on his helper.
Q. (By detective ) - Control yourself.
A.- But I am dying.
(Statement by detective) - No, you are not.
A.- Come on, mama. All right, dear, you have to get it.
At this point, Schultz's wife, Frances, was brought to his bedside. She spoke.
(Statement by Mrs. Schultz) - This is Frances.
Schultz began to talk again, saying:
Then pull me out. I am half crazy. They won't let me get up. They dyed my shoes. Open those shoes. Give me something. I am so sick. Give me some water, the only thing that I want. Open this up and break it so I can touch you. Danny, please get me in the car.
At this point Mrs. Schultz left the room.
(Sergeant Conlon questioned Schultz again) - Who shot you?
A.- I don't know. I didn't even get a look. I don't know who can have done it. Anybody. Kindly take my shoes off. (He was told that they were off.) No. There is a handcuff on them. The Baron says these things. I know what I am doing here with my collection of papers. It isn't worth a nickel to two guys like you or me but to a collector it is worth a fortune. It is priceless. I am going to turn it over to... Turn you back to me, please Henry. I am so sick now. The police are getting many complaints. Look out. I want that G-note. Look out for Jimmy Valentine for he is an old pal of mine. Come on, come on, Jim. Ok, ok, I am all through. Can't do another thing. Look out mamma, look out for her. You can't beat him. Police, mamma, Helen, mother, please take me out. I will settle the indictment. Come on, open the soap duckets. The chimney sweeps. Talk to the sword. Shut up, you got a big mouth! Please help me up, Henry. Max, come over here. French-Canadian bean soup. I want to pay. Let them leave me alone."
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